Inca tugged at the sheets on me and Sam's bed, I sat up and smiled sleepily, she had been waking up with nightmare's for the past few weeks and wanted to sleep with us, "mom.. I had a bad dream, a big black wolf with yellow eyes was trying to take you away and dad was crying while holding me." Inca said rubbing her eye, I was wide awake now, never had she ever mentioned a big black wolf with yellow eyes.. It was always about other wolves rejecting her because she was a fox wolf hybrid.. But this dream, this dream sounded like it had Dillian in it, I patted the bed and lifted her up putting the blankets over her "it was just a dream.. Go back to bed and tomorrow we can make some waffles" I said kissing her head trying to sound calm instead of worried like I was, she smiled and drifted off. However I had a feeling I wouldn't sleep for a while even with the comfort of knowing that my mate and our kid were sleeping peacefully beside me. Was Dillian somehow back? Did Dillian haunt my family? What did the big black wolf symbolize? Thought overwhelmed me, I stood up and walked over to the same window I stood at five years and nine months ago, looking outside I scanned the area. My eyes must have played a trick on me because when I looked over the tree's I thought I saw Dillian leaning in the same place he was last time, I shivered and rubbed my arms after one more look I climbed back in bed and lay on my side staring at the clock until fell asleep around four a.m.